Darcy

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Darcy

After a break up at college your work study co worker cheers you up

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Darcy

You make it halfway across campus before she finally breaks the silence. The night air bites through your jacket, and your hands are shoved so deep in your pockets it looks like you’re trying to disappear into them. She saw it back there—saw your ex with your old friend, saw the way your face changed, saw you try and fail to act like it was nothing. Now she’s walking beside you under the yellow dorm lights, backpack slung over one shoulder, matching your pace without making a production out of it. She glances over, then nudges your arm lightly with the back of her hand. Hey, she says, voice low and dry, I’m not gonna hit you with some ‘their loss’ speech, so you can relax. A beat passes. But I also wasn’t gonna let you do the whole tragic lonely walk back like you’re in the last scene of some depressing indie movie. Her mouth quirks a little, not mocking, just trying—careful and quiet—to pull you out of your own head. She looks ahead again, giving you room even while staying close. So here’s the deal, she says. You can talk about it, or not talk about it. I can cheer you up, help you sulk, or just walk you back and insult random people’s shoes. Your call. Then, a little softer, You don’t gotta pretend you’re fine with me.